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“The Interjected Author: Finding The Perfect Poststructuralist Novel Through Barthes’ Dead ” by The year is . The rides along in the relative safety of his big black car. the scene. With a few loud pops and a few more screams camera captures the head snap back and to the left. The is dead, brains spread across the car seat like wet rice. The question now: who holds the smoking gun? So who did kill the ? The puzzle may be even too difficult for . Roland Barthes seems to be a key suspect. His The Death of the leaves him red-handed. However, this also claims that the is merely the location of the . Therefore, the evidence is absolutely . Barthes cannot be accused of this one. He said so himself. There are, of course, many other suspects. The structuralists on the grassy knoll could have easily done the job without knowing it. Perhaps, it was even before them with a bullet from the canonical depository shot by the likes of and his . Of course, without the it would the really have died at all? In this case, the becomes the , which then proceeds to commit suicide. There are many options to work with and no fingerprints to be traced. These many different readings fit into Barthes own concept of the pleasure of texts from his essay The Pleasure of Texts. In any text there is a Pleasure that has the subsets of “pleasure” and “bliss”. Since own is a discourse and does not fall outside the realm of a the reader can approach his text using Barthes’ own tools. The pleasure of a text is anything that goes one further than an absolute transparent reading. By proclaiming the dead in a (generally considered the land of the ) Barthes creates a very “pleasurable” scene. It is impossible to read this scene plainly and connections need to be made (a needs to come before an or the other way round). The surface always has something . All of this, according to Barthes, is the pleasure of . |
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